"Conn, Lawrence and I are going to the bar down the road, wanna come?" said Owen, knocking on his door "Conner?"
"No..."
"Come on, Conn... you've been in there all day..."
"I'm fine, go without me..."
"No, Conn, you're clearly not! Please, open the door"
"I said go!"
Owen sighed, walking down the stairs to the living room.
"He said he's not coming"
"Again?"
"Can you try to talk to him? He usually listens to you..."
"Yeah, don't worry..." said Lawrence, walking up to Conner's room.
"Conn? Can you please open?"
"No"
"Come on... we can help you..."
"No one can!" he sobbed.
"...Are you... crying?"
"N-no..."
He sighed, hearing him sob quietly.
"...Wanna talk about it?" Lawrence asked softly, waiting for his answer.
He heard footsteps.
Then the door opened.
There stood Conner, wrapped in a big white and blue blanket, where he clearly had spent the entire day, probably crying. His hair was messy, and his eyes red. Very red.
"I can't tell if you cried or you're just very high" said Lawrence, making him laugh between the tears.
"Both" Conner sniffed, sitting back on his bed.
Lawrence sat beside him.
"So... wanna tell me why you've been crying all day?"
"...It's Ashley..."
"Ashley? Still mad about her?"
"No... it's just that... she posted this photo on Instagram, where she kissed her new boyfriend, and..."
"You got jealous?"
"What? No!... I mean, yes, but not because she replaced me so quickly..."
"Actually, it's been almost a year..."
"Whatever!... I was upset because... I was worried that I might have lost my chance... at "love", you know?... I really liked Ashley... I was almost going to marry her, but those stupid wolves fucked everything up!..."
Conner sighed.
"...What if I'm alone forever? I-I don't want to die alone!" He started sobbing again "I want to die holding my wife's hand while our private jet takes off and disappears in the sunset!"
"Wow... crying makes you a poet" Lawrence laughed.
Conner stood up, going to the door.
"I shouldn't have let you in...""Conn, I was just kidding... please, sit down..."
Conner sighed, sitting back beside his best friend.
"Listen, you're not going to die alone, ok? You're going to find your soulmate, I'm sure she's still out there... and trust me, Ashley isn't the girl for you. Forget about her, ok?"
"...ok" said Conner, calming down.
"Now, I'll leave the room, but I'll be back in ten minutes. And I wanna see you dressed when I come back in, get it?"
"Yeah" he smiled.
"That's my man!" Lawrence said, leaving his room.
Conner sighed.
He got up and went to his closet, taking some black jeans and a white t-shirt. Simple, but nice.
He walked down the stairs, where his best friends were waiting for him.
"Great... now that we're all ready, let's go!" said Owen, smiling.
"Yeah... let's go"
A/N :/
Hey, thanks for reading!
It's really short, but I promise that the next ones won't be.
Hope you liked it :)-Franx
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FanficA random xreader story about our dear boy Conner4real, a.k.a. Andy Samberg in Popstar: Never Stop, Never Stopping. This story takes place almost a year after the reunion of the Style Boyz, following the events of the movie. I don't know where this w...